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Five-Year-Old Foodie: Mistral Kitchen Brunch

The Five-Year-Old Foodie had quite the week enjoying some of Seattle’s culinary greats. To honor Father’s Day, (one of Hallmark’s manufactured holidays designed to exploit guilt-ridden consciences of wayward offspring) we regaled SassyDad with brunch at Mistral Kitchen and dinner at Harvest Vine. Hard to trump a day like that!

Although we had been to Mistral Kitchen a few times in the last few months, this was our first foray into the brunch scene there, and not every restaurant can hit the mark for both. We approached with an open mind….Here’s what the FYOF had to say about it:

I liked the dinner at Mistral Jewel Box a lot (the best dish was the octopus, but it was so small, I only got a few bites!), but I got tired of sitting for so long. Dinner there is longer than the drive to Portland! I didn’t want to go back, but my mom said brunch would be a lot shorter. She was right!

(SassyCityGirl concurs that a 4-hour, 8-course dinner for a 5-yr-old is not the best choice).

They brought out these tiny scones first, and we each got to eat only one with apricot jam and this white stuff called marscapone. I wish we ordered a million of these because I wanted to take them home in my pocket to share with my friends! My mom said we can’t put stuff in our pockets because they make a mess in the laundry. (I sneak rocks in my pockets all the time)

Everything we ordered was really yummy, but the best things were the Steak ‘n Eggs (my sister got this and she wouldn’t trade) and the Pork Belly, Polenta and Soft Egg dish. I ordered this, but we forgot to tell them not to make it spicy, so I only ate the not-spicy part.

My mom got a salad, which is a weird thing to eat at BRUNCH, but the Duck Confit on the salad (what does ‘confit’ mean, anyway?) was super good.

I really love Mistral Kitchen now and I want to eat brunch there all the time. My mom and dad love to have dinner there, but I’m not going back for dinner unless my mom buys me a Nintendo DS to play during dinner, which she said would happen when pigs fly. Sometimes I don’t know what grown-ups are talking about.

All the people who work there are super nice, like Amber, Brian, and William, the chef who owns Mistral Kitchen. I can tell he’s the chef because he wears chef clothes. Amber even showed us their super cool oven that was SO HOT! She told us they use real wood and make a new fire every day. I love that.

This place is not really great for kids because they have no crayons or coloring sheets, and no activities. I think that’s ok, but it’s not a good place to run around, stand on your seat, or bother other people. My mom says that kids shouldn’t do that AT ANY RESTAURANT.

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